At night, New York is lit up as if it were day.

In the office on the top floor of a 100-story building, a stout white man twice as wide as an ordinary person is quietly leaning back in a chair, squinting slightly, as if closing his eyes in meditation.

"Bang bang ......" "Bang bang ......"

After a while, there was a knock on the door, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and the eyes of the strong white man were gloomy and awe-inspiring, and there seemed to be electric flashes in his eyes.

"Come in."

He shouted softly at the door, and as the door opened, a man in a black suit walked quickly to his desk.

"Mr. Fisk, there's a gentleman named Randy Houston who wants to see you."

Before the words fell, the man hurriedly added: "A few days ago, you had already accepted his appointment. ”

"Randy Houston?"

Fisk frowned imperceptibly, paused for a moment, and then looked up at the man in the suit and said, "Please let him in." ”

"Okay." The man in the suit nodded, then turned and walked out.

In less than a few minutes, the closed door of the office was pushed open again, and the man in the suit was reaching out to signal the person next to him to enter.

Hearing the door open, Fisk looked towards him, only to see a slender young man in a tuxedo and a top hat slowly walking in.

When the man entered, he didn't look at Fisk, but walked straight to the couch next to him and sat down.

It wasn't until he sat down that his voice sounded slowly.

"Hello, Mr. Fisk."

The tuxedo man raised the brim of his hat, revealing a pair of bright eyes staring at Fisk, and said with a smile: "First time we meet, let me introduce myself first, my name is Randy Houston, and I am here to discuss a business with you." ”

"Business?"

Fisk's eyes condensed slightly, met the man's gaze, and asked with a slight frown: "I don't think you are here to discuss business, but to give me a dismissal, and real business partners will not arbitrarily invade my company's internal network to tamper with information, and kidnap my subordinates." And ......"

As he spoke, Fisk suddenly stood up, picked up a cane from the table, and slowly walked towards Randy while saying in a cold voice, "Even if I don't know your identity at all." ”

"The underground emperor of New York, Mr. Fisk, known as the Golden Princess, is so busy that I can't find a chance to meet you, so I ......"

Randy smiled faintly, and said a little helplessly, "I'm going to make this decision to get your attention." But I don't think Mr. Fisk cares about these details, does he? Your men will return safe and sound tonight. ”

"As for my identity......"

As he spoke, Randy also stood up, looked Fisk in the eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I think the name 'Black Jazz', Mr. Fisk, you should have heard of it, right?" ”

"Black Sizz?"

As soon as he heard the name, Fisk's face quickly turned cold, and the dark owl's eyes were fixed on Randy, and he asked in a deep voice, "You are the Black Sir?" ”

"That's right." Randy smiled and nodded.

"Why did you find me?"

Leaning on his cane, Fisk's body leaned slightly to the side, and he continued to ask, "It can't be just to negotiate a deal with me, right?" ”

"It's really just business."

Randy smiled and said, "It's just not your average business. ”

"Because I was instructed by the Leader, I came to meet with Mr. Fisk on behalf of the Garden of Eden on Earth, in order to show you one of our latest developments......"

As he spoke, Randy suddenly reached into his pocket, pulled out a dark red potion, and shook it in front of Fisk.

"Mad Blood Elixir, this is our organization's newest biotech product......"

Before Randy could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Fisk, "Actually, you don't need to tell me at all, because I wasn't prepared to talk to you about business in the first place." ”

"An organization that doesn't know its roots, even the most greedy businessman will probably not accept your deal. And ......"

Fisk's voice suddenly raised a few points, "You came alone tonight, aren't you prepared not to go back?" ”

"I'm sure Mr. Fisk would never do such an unwise thing, and frankly ......"

Randy chuckled and shook his head, saying, "I'm afraid you don't have the ability to forcibly leave me behind." ”

"Humph......"

Fisk snorted, his eyes becoming more and more cold.

"There is no reason why business can be concluded once, and besides, I came here this time, and I didn't expect to be able to negotiate this deal directly with you at one time, but ......"

But Randy was unmoved, reached out to help the back of the tuxedo, put the crimson potion in his hand on the table, and then turned and walked towards the door, but when he was about to leave the door, he suddenly paused, and finally said, "I believe that Mr. Fisk should have the intention of trading with us after seeing the effect of that potion." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Randy pushed the door open and walked out.

In the office, Fisk stared at the crimson blood-like potion on the table, frowning slightly.

…………

At the Hell's Kitchen subway station, three black men in black T-shirts are covering the mouth of a white woman and dragging her towards a dark corner.

"Uh-huh......"

The woman's eyes were full of panic and fear, and her hands kept slapping and scratching on the black man beside her, but no matter how desperately she cried, her voice was always suppressed by the thick palm, and she couldn't hear a bit.

Just as the three black men dragged the woman to a dark corner, and five or six hands were tearing the woman's clothes indiscriminately, a black shadow suddenly appeared silently behind several people.

"Bang Bang ......" "Bang Bang ......"

After the black shadow pulled out two short sticks in the shape of sticks from his side, he quickly took a few steps forward, and with the movement of both hands, the two short sticks simultaneously drew the back of the black man's head who was frantically tearing the woman's clothes on both sides.

"Uh-huh......" "Puff ......"

Before the cries of pain could be heard, the two of them fell to the ground with a thud.

"You ......"

At this moment, the black man who covered the woman's mouth suddenly noticed the black shadow in front of him, but just as he was about to scream, the short stick suddenly fell on his head.

"Are you alright?" It was only then that the slightly soft voice of the dark shadow reached the ears of the only awake woman.

"What are you going to do?"

Hearing the voice, the woman reached out and grabbed the rag to cover her chest, and at the same time, her feet supported her body and slid back in a panic for some distance.

"Don't worry, I have no ill will."

As the shadow spoke, he bent over and held out a hand towards the woman.

It was only at this time that the panicked white woman noticed the black people who were lying on the ground beside her.

"You ......"

"Bang Bang ......"

The woman was about to speak, but just as her voice sounded, a clapping sound suddenly reached her and the dark shadow man's ears.

"Who?"